Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

November 15, 2012

Love Thy Best Friend

by Kacey
Rejection is the biggest infection in this heart of mine,
It seems my stars in the darkness will never align.
Your lust and confusion in one bittersweet kiss,
I break my own heart in moments of bliss.
I think of the time when you said I was perfection,
And take it to the heart like a poisonous injection.
Your desire and taste crash onto my lips,
Then your eyes black out like an enthralled eclipse.
You obtain those feelings that make the heart sore,
In my soul so softly you whisper no more.
I swallow your excuses like a straight shot of whiskey,
I make a wish on your eyes hoping that you’ll miss me.
A girl can’t settle for your heart wrenching teasin’
She wants your emotions, not your logic and reason.
Maybe you will listen, maybe I am crazy,
Maybe I will wake up in a world not hazy.
I just want to know how your heart is dealing,
It might be classified as a tenuous dam of feeling.
You were once bruised and your heart is now tattered,
See what I see and know you are no longer battered.
Meet me half way and we can walk without end,
Let us set fire to this crusade and love thy best friend.

Remember

by SeVayne
A friendship that will never fail.
A love that makes the sun look pale.
A life that passes way too fast.
This is the real me and I will last.
Do you remember the thoughts we used to share?
Do you remember the way you used to care?
Can you tell me why you walked away?
Can you tell me why you couldn't just stay?
Say the words and the poem will end.
Have you finished your apologies?
Well, good. The end.

November 1, 2012

No Regrets

by Anonymous
Do what you love
Love what you do
Many a time
We forget to follow through

It’s like a clock
Just ticking away
Our lives will be over
And what will people say
She was nice 
He was fun
But what will you think
When it’s all done

Did you do what you wanted?
Did you find your knack?
Did you accomplish your goals?
Or did you just sit back?

We should have no regrets
When we are on our way out
Everyone, including you
Should know what your life
Was all about.

October 28, 2012

Thin

by Natasha
all i want is just one thing.
it's not alot to ask for to be thin.
perfection that i can keep, beauty skin deep.
destroy the enemy but it's so hard to do,
especially when it is inside you.
i guess i'll have to destroy what i am
if i want what i'm not.
what i want, maybe it is a lot.

October 27, 2012

Last Year

by Lia H.R.
Last year
I was the new kid 
At school
Lonely and shy
I always stood aside 
Too afraid to say ,"hello"
As everyone passed me by.
Last year
I was the new kid
At a new church.
I remember staring up
At the humongous building,
Thinking if I would meet anyone
In such a large place.
I quickly found friends and finally
Accepted God.
Last year 
I met new people soon to become
Best friends
I met bad people and shot out my 
Hatred.
Last year
I met a boy that stole my heart
He wasn't mine
I would've been his if he'd only asked
And, oh how my heart ached
To be his.
I painfully watched
As the days rolled past me
And the boy never asking.
Last year 
Was last year so now
I should move on
With my life,
Reaching out for what's ahead 
and leave what's left behind, behind.

Empty

by Lia H.R.
Standing alone
In the freshly cut lawn
sipping the lemonade
From my aged teacup.
Looking at empty chairs 
And empty tables, wondering
Why you left
Why you died.
Sitting on cool grass
Watered by my tears, 
Screaming out your name
What if?
What if?
Walking through my
Memories of you and me
And their car and your car.
Fire seared to the back of 
My mind, hot and flaming as it
Reaches towards me.
Your ghost smile and
Dead laughter echo in my sleep.
Tear-stained face and choked voice 
As you slip away.
I grasp.
I stretch.
I never make it…
Open eyes and blank stares 
As the blood pools around you
Broken smile and furrowed brow
Could not believe it was true.
Call me selfish 
But why aren’t you here?
Call me cold
But why are you dead?
 

October 11, 2012

Stain on the Carpet

by Anonymous 
Walking down the hallway
I look down and see
the remains of a memory
can't throw away the key

I try to push away the feelings
I run from our past
can't face I may still love you
we were both too toxic to last.

we wanted different things
I longed for just a kiss
your words were just deceitful
all you wanted was physical bliss

memories shake my bones
and I can never forget your lips
The way you looked me in the eyes
with your hands upon my hips.

that night, I can never take back.
you're just a ghost to me
how could I ever think
we were possibly meant to be?

Move on, move on,
is what I scream in my head
But honestly I can't lie to myself
I want you here instead

Don't make me fall again
I can't bear the pain
My love exploded in your eyes
Our memories just a stain.

October 1, 2012

Cyclical Reparation

by Abigail
A bleak fractured world
Holds me hostage
Cloaks my armor
A world where it’s not okay to cry
and they tell you to stop acting like a fool
Where someone commits the barbaric act of murder
but they dismiss 
Irony manifested into men with crisply starched suits
looks upon an unforgiving sadness of hostility 
Of never knowing
If only the world knew that within the mask they hide 
Is a heart 
lathered in a coarse substance
that people call hope
A periwinkle birdbath 
In desperate need of repair 
hope takes on many forms
a squall of identity
assures me that the world
is not a happy place
but rather a place
of problems born anew

September 16, 2012

Pain

by Artemis Moon
It burns through my body
Where blood and breath should flow.
Am I dying?
What have I done?
No one hears my screams, no one sees my tears.
It's so painful, and I feel so lost
So blurred
So shamed.
No one sees me fall, no one sees my faults.
They cry no tears, below.
Still I feel their pain, above.

September 5, 2012

(Stuck) In the Middle

by Kaytlyn
Face white, like seeing a ghost
Her body stopped as she slowly froze
Her blood turning cold as her mind slips away
Back to a time, back to that day
She remembers the laughs, the smiles, the fun
Before all of this had begun
Her skin is cold and hard to the touch
For she had been trying to hide so much
No expressions, and no more feelings
She felt like her life didn't have any meaning
Her heart beats but her eyes are cold
For she wish she could say all the things untold
Surrounded by people, she was stuck in the middle
Trying to figure out life's confusing riddle

The Candor of A Broken Heart

by Nkossi N.

I sit with myself,
I have conversations with myself,
I berate myself,
I commend myself.

I think of times past,
I ponder upon laughs shared,
I muse about arguments forgiven,
I simper at those forgotten.

I concede my wrongdoings,
I forgive yours.
I wonder how?
I wonder why?

I fail to fathom why,
My conception loathes to accept,
To accept the candor that is.
The candor that it is finished.

Again, I berate myself.
Again I commend myself.
Moreover, I confuse the device of thought.
Worse, that which pumps sanguine,
It beats to the rhythm of a rock lullaby,

O! How I long to smile yet again,
How I long to watch the reflection of self.
Yes, in those pools of brown that pizzazz me time and again

Is it time to run along?
Should I lay in wait?
Must I culminate all feeling?
I know not.
I feel a lot.

August 22, 2012

Quiet Mind

by Rachel 
Your nose is too round,
Your forehead's too big,
Your stomach is fat,
Ugliness all around.

Starve yourself for a day,
But you still look the same,
Maybe a new scar will take away the pain.

Too ugly for friends,
They'll only reject you,
No one will ever accept you.

You'll never be worthy of the lord's love,
So pretend you don't believe what they say is above.

Why do you try?
Put down the eyeliner and mascara.
No one looks at you anyway.

Love? 
That's not for you.
Don't flatter yourself,
You're not pretty enough.

They don't care about you, 
You're a screw up,
Eventually they'll leave you behind.

Why can't I have a quiet mind?

August 20, 2012

I'm Sorry

by Leah V.
I’m sorry I’m not perfect
Another perfect image
You have imprinted 
And thriving in
Your mind

I’m sorry for having 
The impatience of
My father, that 
Peace I cannot
Find.

I’m sorry for being 
So determined and
Independent and stubborn, 
Just as you were 
Back then. 

I’m sorry my view 
On things is more
Into reality, yet yours
In your own little 
World

I’m sorry fairy tales
Were left behind for 
Me as a child.

I’m sorry I don’t live
By your religious 
Standards on your 
Perfect life. 

I’m sorry every time 
You yell at me, I cry
For feeling that I 
Am nothing in
Your eyes.

I'm sorry I live to 
Please you so much
And want to deserve
Your all around 
Attention.

I’m sorry I wish, 
Wish my life away
Every time your own 
Flesh and blood
Come and visit 
Our home.

I’m sorry I make 
You think of him
Every time you look
At me.

I’m sorry I’m 
This perfect
Child. 

I’m sorry. 
I’m just so sorry.

The Mistake(n) One

i am not one
to feel like something.
i am one 
who is told she is nothing.

i do not stand tall
like a redwood tree.
i am shot down
so carelessly.

i am not pretty
like other teens.
i am told i did not
inherit those genes.

i have no sense
as many do.
i have all the book smarts,
that lead me askew. 

i follow the wrong path
and the wrong crowd.
i instead follow no one
and remain in my cloud.

i have a bad mindset
worldly and corrupt.
i must be out of reality
forced and abrupt.

i have no say
as the "child" i am.
i have no opinion
no place to stand.

i hear you say these things
that cannot be erased.
i cannot tune you out
you cannot be chased.

i wasn't a forethought
unknown and unplanned.
i was a "mistake"
thought to be banned?

i am not "happy"
unless i am with you?
i am sorry
but the mistaken one is you.

Goodbye


So sweet is your voice 
as you whisper to me, 
but I guess you don't
know about my
obsession with you,
because it could
cause us confusion,
pain, and regret.
Do you trust my love?
No, of course not. 
You could do better 
than a girl with her 
head in the clouds.
So I guess I can 
love you in secret...
But I can't. 
So I will take my secret 
to the grave.
If I can't have you 
then I can't live.
So goodbye, my beautiful friend.
Never forget me and 
remember when you kiss her.

August 19, 2012

The Brave Warrior

by Elisheva
At night a knight in shining armor,
Riding on his valiant white stead.

On his way the way to the castle,
To save his beloved princess.

At the gate, the gate to the dungeon,
Waits a fiery dragon for its prey. 
At Gaza a soldier in bullet proof armor,
Riding in his big metal tank.

On his way the way into battle,
To protect his beloved country.

At the gate, the gate to death and blood,
Waits a wild terrorist for his prey

August 10, 2012

Ghostly Eyes


Ghostly eyes watch us burn.
They use beauty and silence to disguise themselves.
We do not normally see the evil lurking in the crowds,
never see the devil's spies.
But I see them.
I can see their sunken, pale faces
And their mouths open in an eternal scream.
And their eyes.
Their fearless black eyes,
Full of want, and lust.
And violence.
No one believes me,
Which is why I am here in this large white room,
Telling you about the evil that watches us die.
Do you believe me?

Live Again


Those beautiful eyes of his haunt me
in deep shades of blue.
His voice is exotic and seductive
as he tells me how stunning I am.
I'm scared to open my eyes,
for fear of losing sight
of his flirty smile and teasing laugh.
For fear that he isn't real.
He holds me in his arms
and tells me to wake up,
that he is real,
and that he'll be there
when I open my eyes.
So I listen.
I open my eyes and blink
at the blinding white lights
and stare at the doctors around me.
He isn't there.
The dark seductive voice of Death
convinced me to live again.

August 8, 2012

Unmasked

by Brooke 
Smiling from ear to ear, 
Laughing joyfully, 
Happy, 
That's what's on the outside. 
Devastation, 
Floods of tears, 
Depressed, 
That's what's on the inside. 
Getting caught up in the moment, 
Doesn't happen very often for me, 
But I pretend so no one has to worry. 
I enjoy being alone, 
Reading a book, 
Writing down my thoughts, 
And listening to my music. 
But one can get tired of it, 
Longing for a friend to take my hand, 
Just knowing that someone cares. 
But I just pretend, 
I'm a happy-go-lucky person, 
Who has not a problem in the world. 
Not very many people see through this, 
Not very many people look, 
But when they do, 
I feel vulnerable. 
I try to convince them otherwise, 
Show that I'm happy, 
They pretend I've convinced them, 
Just to make me happy. 
But others keep peeling back the layers, 
Figuring me out, 
Becoming my friend. 
As I pretend, 
Not being who I am, 
Trying to be like everybody else, 
You have found me unmasked.

What Is It Like To Be Evil?

by Rachel
How does it feel to know everyone wants you dead?
To have to check your closet and under your bed?
You brought it on yourself you know,
Ripping children's dreams to shreds,
Acid spraying from your mouth as you speak,
Your selfish words are strong, beating the listener,
But your body and your arguments are weak.
The requested reaper waiting at every turn,
Conjured by your victims who will spit in your urn.
Every tear you force from an eye,
Is another wish that soon you will die.
You pretend to be innocent, like you've done no wrong,
But your lies don't last very long.
You get bloodshot eyes screaming over someone else's spilled milk,
Sticking your snickering nose in into everyone's life.
How can you sleep with these echoing cries?
Plummet off the highest of cliffs,
And give my murdered soul its dying wish.

My Father

by Bianca

The main reason for you is to keep me protected, 
But now I feel mostly rejected 
Nothing that you want 
And the old you was always there to haunt 
My dreams are full of disappointments 
They are shattered and scarred 
With memory of the old you 
Losing you to an unwilling cause 
Putting the nightmare to a pause 
No chance of getting out 
But frozen, I’ll never shout 
I try to fight but just forget it 
Someday I tell myself you’ll regret it 
I am stuck in an unending time loop 
Circular like a hoop 
It's unstoppable 
But to lose my sanity is most likely probable 
The hero is now the villain 
Until a viewer 
Sits to watch his game 
I gave in and now 
I am known for my shame 
Losing every part of me 
All I ask of you is to let me be 
I beg of you I am not perfect 
And once I gave you my heart you 
Hurt it 
I am not like the others 
So please someone another protect me 
The haunters spear me with their words 
They eat my pain for dinner and drink my tears 
No matter how far or how fast I run 
I get lost in my past 
They eat me up slowly once again 
To the point the blow is too hard to mend 
Some days, I feel I will soon awaken 
Others, reality strikes me 
Everything that made me 
Me
Is taken
Love is a word that has no meaning 
You throw it around like the word hi 
Beauty is the vision of perfection 
Without it you are just another rejection 
Having more silicone in your body than you have blood 
Fake and plastic 
Your truth stretches like the worst piece of elastic 
Girls looking in the mirror and thinking that's it 
You people turning their self esteem to shit

Stolen

by Artemis Moon
i'm no match for her beauty;
it's a beauty too fast.
i'll never catch up 
i will always be last.
but still i know you,
and i know that you're smart,
and you're also a thief,
because you stole my heart.
and she may love you, 
but not as much as i,
and i know you'll never come back, 
which is why i sit here and cry.
i cry for the days,
that are long gone and past.
and i cry for the days,
where i was never last.

August 5, 2012

Gone

by Artemis Moon

i sit by the window
mourning your leave
the air becomes thick
it becomes hard to breathe
when i am awake
your voice haunts me
but when i sleep 

i think you're with me
and i hope one day
you will see your mistake
so you will run to my arms
and a new love we will make

Mirror

by Karley

she looks in the mirror and what does she see 
a fat ugly girl that she has to be 
why can't she be like those pretty girls she sees everywhere
she starves herself but nobody seems to care 
she has scars on her thighs 
and her whole life was filled with endless lies 
all she wants now is to commit suicide


August 2, 2012

I Would've


Everyday I wither away
I remember every word you'd say
It was all a lie, one I believed
I'd swear to you each and every day

What does it mean?
What am i to you?
Confused and Broken
Too scared to look like a fool

I'm nothing now,
Ive not listened like I should've
If only I knew what I knew now
I could've left...I would've.

Am I enough now?
Am I all what you want?
New questions creep into my mind,
lurking and they haunt.
Only to sit there. Unanswered.
Will they ever be?

June 8, 2012

Choice

by Sophia
For him I made a selfless choice
I clouded my heart-desired voice
I threw away a happy life
And chose one that is filled with strife

The queen of darkness I’d be to him
One song of pain, an endless hymn
Instead he’ll take queen of light
With those deep eyes, how can I fight?

To her I swore my sacred oath
Something I may have come to loathe
And though his love I’ll always crave
I take my promise to the grave

For how, with her, could I compete?
Trying itself, would be a feat
With such brown eyes and slender figure
All of me it will disfigure

And so in hopelessness I lay
My choice, on my shoulders it will weigh
With a life that’s worth less than coal
And love still weighing on my soul

Pain


I always dreamt I'd take your hand
And write your name down in the sand
Yet when I wake up in the morning
You aren't there, my heart is yearning

I thought I could forget you
And leave you there without a clue
But when I try, it'll never do
Because I see your eyes so blue

You never thought what I would feel
That on my knees you made me kneel
And so my heart has turned to coal
I, to the devil, sold my soul

And now to me you have come back
Away at my sanity you hack
You now ask me to forgive you
Something I am so willing to do

I give up, I have no power
My strength is gone, my life is sour
All my strings of life are severed
If feel like I've been dead forever

A Thin Line

Me.
Walking on a thin line between
Reality
Actuality,
Fiction
And 
Fantasy
 
On one side 
Humanity 
Normal
And 
Average
 
On the other
Weirdness
Madness
Failure
In other words, two different worlds
 
One full of anger.
The other full of sweet ignorance

June 6, 2012

A Dream


i saw a little girl, head hanging low, i asked for her name
she said i'm no one; that's when the tears came
she asked who I was, if someone sent a spy and if so, who?
i told her, "oh i'm just a girl, just an ordinary girl like you"
i couldn't see her face, but in her voice
you could hear how this little girl ached
she must have been around seven or eight
her weeps hit my core and kind of made me stutter
i asked, "little girl it's late, where is your mother?"
she he wasn't here, but then where could she be
but i guess those facts never minded to me
i took her fragile hand, skin so fare and white
asked her what was wrong, if everything was alright?
at first she hesitated, but then began to explain
why she was crying, why she was in pain
she told that her daddy left without a sign
i reassured her it was okay for so had mine
a voice full of sorrow, she screamed, NO! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
and with so much hurt, clenched my hand
she said i'm not beautiful, i'm so pale and my hair is too dark
then she turned her wrist and showed me her marks
she went on with her story, deep breaths in between
she told me that she saw things a little girl should have never seen
she told me what they would say and all the things they would do
children are supposed to be angels, but sometimes they can be so cruel
a child so young in agony, so misunderstood
all her life it's been if i could, i would
the room suddenly was dark, only light on her...
time paused for a moment, neither of us said a word
and when i stepped back, oh you wouldn't believe
i was looking into the eyes of a little girl that once was me....

June 3, 2012

Broken Home

by Lapria 

What do you do when you feel alone? 
Captured within the pale walls of a broken home 
What do you do when you feel alone? 
Shattered dreams and all hope is gone 

Inhaling the fumes of agony and pain 
Hoping strength you'll soon regain 
Broken glass you swallow every time you tell her a lie 
Looking at her deep in her brown eyes 
Wanting to tell her the truth 
But knowing it would be just too much 
Wanting to feel that tingly touch 
That installation of kin that you once cherished 
Now gone forever due to a poor marriage 

What do you do when you feel alone? 
Captured within the pale walls of a broken home 
You break free and listen to the whispers of the wind
If only I knew now what I knew then 

What's done in the dark always reveals itself in the light 
What was done was done and even if it wasn't right 
I will escape the feeling of loneliness and the tenderness of pain 
And the love that I share with her in my heart will remain. 

So what do you do when you feel alone? 
Break down the pale walls within the broken home 
Rebuild them and paint them with a clean white 
It’s guaranteed to make everything alright... 

What do you do when you feel alone? 
Rebuild the strength and love within the home!

Mirror

by Alison

the mirror shows her every flaw, 
hips too big and chest too small,
she sees no worth and cries in shame,
she hates herself and he’s to blame,
mascara tears have stained her eyes,
"you're beautiful"
has become a lie,
pretty girls in magazines
and perfect ones on movie screens,
they have it all,
the looks and more
while she just cries
behind locked doors
to love herself is what she needs
but not enough is all she sees,
no matter what the mirror shows,
she's more beautiful than she could know.